Thermometer

the red stuff
rises along with my fever

If my heart
metamorphed
it’d be missing a part of you

Sooner or later, your life will burn
reducing to ash, reducing to sand
If that’s so, at least in the end
we were able to have met

You call my name, you tell me my name
you do this for me but it starts to get hazy
The half-eaten moon glares coldly at me
If we can just head to the future together it’d be alright
There’s so much I want to give you but I can’t

If it’s a dream, don’t wake up, cross over a hundred million nights
In that milky way, surrounding it, is this swirling underworld
Even if it’s gloomy, even if it’s sad, go straight ahead and look for me
You remember, follow the thread, and always you’ll find me here

I’ve become a cowardly magician
love’s spell is merely
a refrain

I keep a flower in my heart, it rots everything to a terrible color
It’s so painful, it’s so joyous, it’s so difficult, I’m yearning
Cause it’s blooming like this, it’s the one thing I can’t give you

You know only you in my dreams, just won’t disappear, even after a hundred million nights?
In the milky way, I’m hidden away, lost in that underworld
From the moon, a blowing wind will someday dry your tears
And so then, in the end, surely, you can walk on again